Here are some poems I wrote:
Trigger Warning:
For Adults, Sexual Abuse, Abuse, Trauma, Molestation
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Losing My Virginity
Milky light as a rose, what grows? Deep jade
cat eyes, the lion creates a withering
rose, deep-heavy raspy rise.
Tall nose. Silken milk,
Deep sunken orange,
wrinkles like raisin bodies
like havens. Look at me:
adjourn. Ocean rise
like deep turquoise taffy mounds,
except they’re eating me.
They harden around my legs,
Lion dancing through a
fiery hoop. Oh darling,
"do you have half
of what it takes?"-these tiger eyes challenge me
these claws that strip me of my dignity…
virginity...just rippling ripe.
And squeeze like a vipe
inside. I slip up. “Tiger free!”
I exclaim. He takes everything.
He pounces on it, (I’d like to not say me)-
I’m subtly detached and degraded to it.
What a knight. And I still ask:
“What right?” He kisses me again, this time
I count to two, not ten.
And heaven, let my mouth speak,
I can’t talk-never felt this overpowered
Please say, heaven never
found me too weak.
A primal howl, a feral plea-
Please by god I think
he’s found the broken key
except the glass lay shrouded,
The key too broke.
This time.
No.
he became that part of me
he slain. The baby screamed,
"I’m the same."
Trigger Warning: Mental Illness, Schizophrenia, Depression, Anxiety, paranoia
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Trying to Survive
My eyes cry ember sparks,
Like we’re living in a movie
Of my dreams–
In a pandemic, it’s not
All as it seems–
They shoot fire red
To the targets
Of who make me
Feel horror
In every waking
Breath of my existence
To sleep.
Those who contempt
Meet me on the corner
And boast about
My lost and new found
So-called
Pride. so alone= lost.
And my loneliness pains
Me like icicles on
The shattered sturdy
Window pane,
Paranoia-
As if it were
My skin sloping down,
The flesh,
My cells scavenging
To hold
My organs in. everyone seems
To judge and glare
And the forecast
Is watch out
For our rage and
Anxiety and depression
Because we’re all living
In a screen. where is the self-
World when you’re lost in
A dream and you love everyone
But they aren’t as they seem,
When humanity’s lost,
It ‘s all on a screen and
You make me repaint
The Scream. ,
No everyone’s lost every last cell
In their membranes-
Just to go insane
For love. Everyone’s lost,
But nobody notices this-
At one point or another-
We just stand and wish-
But who are we?
But then-The whole world is not there?
I pray for the
Sick and dying,
Even for the just trying,
During this outbreak,
Breathe out your little heart-
Meditate-
And get to know yourself
Before you die
Because now you
Never know,
So, you’ll let it all go-
Before you’ll
Inevitably...no. unite under
This frequency
And accumulate
More empathy,
And unite.
Create for all our sake.